C424 stinger

Xie Qingrong swept her cold and detached eyes over Mo Yun's body, before indifferently rejecting: "No."

Mo Yun's words were stuck in his throat, like a fish bone that was choked with pain. His expression darkened unconsciously, "Crown Princess, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit."

This time, Xie Qingrong only brought three people with him, to actually dare break into a tiger's cave with a dragon lagoon. He didn't know whether to admire Xie Qingrong's courage or to admire her courage.

There was a path to heaven, but she refused to take it.

In that case, he couldn't be blamed for his vicious methods.

Mo Yun clapped his hands and the people lying in ambush at the top of the valley immediately jumped out and landed behind Mo Yun.

"Looks like Young Master Mo is prepared." Xie Qingrong said coldly as her gaze swept across the people behind Mo Yun. It was as if she was trying to decide whether or not these people could trap the four of them.

Xie Qingrong didn't have any idea how strong Mo Yun's martial arts was. She had never seen Mo Yun's methods before, nor had she ever seen Mo Yun make a move. If it was only against the people behind him, they would still have a chance at victory, but if there was another Mo Yun, it would not be easy for them to leave this place safely, but it was not impossible either.

"The Crown Princess is joking, I just want to invite her and the other young masters to Wu Huan's place. I want to drink a few cups of tea and eat some pastries, that's all. [How could you misunderstand my good intentions?]

Mo Yun smiled gently. However, the depths of his eyes were dark and cold. It was only covered by the gentleness on the surface.

Shen Haoxuan waved his fan, and was about to laugh at Mo Yun's words that distorted the truth. He said with a smile, "We appreciate Young Master Mo's good intentions. There's no need to drink tea or eat snacks, in case I bring any unnecessary trouble to Young Master Mo. "

The sarcasm and mockery almost made Mo Yun lose the warmth on his face. His eyes had already begun to darken, and the warmth in his eyes had gradually faded.

"Since that's the case, there's no point in speaking any further." As Mo Yun spoke, he backed away from the crowd of assassins and said, "Make your move. You must keep him alive."

With that, he tapped his foot on the ground and disappeared in front of Xie Qingrong and the others.

Shen Haoxuan looked at Mo Yun's figure that was getting further and further away with disdain, and started to mock and ridicule Mo Yun in his heart. He never expected Mo Yun to be such an arrogant and conceited person. Do you think that you can capture them alive by relying on these people?

Who knew where his confidence came from!

Xie Qingrong, Xuan Wu, Shen Haoxuan and Lin Mu leaned against each other, looking at the assassins around them. A bloodthirsty killing intent flashed past Xie Qingrong's dark eyes.

Just as the breeze blew, the unease in the air was ignited.

Mo Yun stood on top of the valley, watching the battle at the foot of the mountain, and watching Xie Qingrong and the other three as they skillfully exterminated his trained killers, one by one, like dancing butterflies.

Ye Zichen pursed his lips, while the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.

When he thought about how Xie Qingrong had suddenly become a different person in the beginning, it was as if the spy from the General's Estate had come to report, and even when Xie Qingrong had completely taken control of the General's Estate, killing intent still surged from his heart.

After joining hands with the Ye Family, Xie Qingrong was on her way back to the General's House, and so she was trapped in an inescapable trap. However, no one could have expected that Xie Qingrong actually had such a quick and agile skill, that she had lost almost half of the assassins the Ye Family had.

If not for that time, when he happened to stand on the second floor and witness everything, he would not have shot those three arrows.

So, step by step, she had grown to such a terrifying level that no one dared to underestimate this woman.

His hands were clenched into fists. At the foot of the mountain, more than half of the assassins were killed. However, those four people seemed to be tirelessly fighting with those assassins.

He closed his eyes and left the place where he had set up an ambush.

The last assassin died under Xie Qingrong's sharp blade. Fresh blood splattered, and three drops of blood splashed onto Xie Qingrong's beautiful face, tempting her even more.

He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and wiped off the three drops of blood on his face. Then, he wiped away the blood on the sharp blade. Only then did his cold gaze return to its former indifference and coldness.

Facing the floor full of corpses and disgusting blood, Xie Qingrong frowned and ordered Shen Haoxuan to find someone in a while to deal with all the discordant elements here.

Shen Haoxuan waved his fan, his gaze moved from the corpse to the side of the ravine. There was already no one on top, and the smile on his lips was somewhat disdainful: "Mo Yun's ability to escape is evident."

Xie Qingrong shook her head. She did not seem to agree with what Shen Haoxuan had said and said indifferently: "The battle between Wu Huan and Mo Bei has only just begun."

The previous battles were merely Wu Huan's tests of the Heavenly Saint's power, even Mo Yun's goal was only to test his own strength.

If they could successfully capture him alive, Wu Huan could use this to threaten Xuanyuan Chen, and hence, the Heavenly Saint. If they could not capture him alive, they could also have an assessment of their own strength, which would allow them to find a way to balance themselves or defeat him.

He couldn't help but sigh. Mo Yun truly had some ability.

Xuanyuan Chen's body had already completely recovered. After bidding farewell to Emperor Xuanyuan and his family, he rode Xun Mei and headed towards the Mo Bei alone.

The war between the Mo Bei and Wu Huan had already begun.

Xie Qingrong stood on top of the city gate tower, and quietly accompanied Xie Qingrong while waving her fan. A gentle breeze blew Xie Qingrong's black hair into the air, drawing a beautiful arc in the air.

One hand was placed behind his back, while the other was placed around the hilt of the longsword he wore at his waist. This longsword was specially forged by Black Turtle by the best blacksmith in the capital, using high-quality forging materials.

The longsword took a full seven to four days before it was successfully forged.

"When do you think Wu Huan will launch an all-out attack?" Xie Qingrong blandly asked Shen Haoxuan who was beside him, but his eyes were misty as he looked into the distance, the focus of his eyes could not even focus.

Shen Haoxuan's hand that was waving the fan paused for a moment, his face still had a smile, as though everything was unrelated to him, but his eyes were gloomy.

He replied softly, "Probably in the next two days."

War was always the most brutal. The people who suffered the most were the ordinary citizens.

However, no one could prevent the war from happening.

"Yes." Xie Qingrong replied softly, "Chen has already departed from the capital. In just a few days, he will arrive at Mo Bei."

"Crown Princess, will you leave when Your Highness arrives at Mo Bei?" After all, Xie Qingrong was only a temporary replacement for Xuanyuan Chen. Before Xuanyuan Chen's injuries healed, she would help him to guard the Mo Bei.